Saturday, July 4, 2015

Death

A gentle awakening  
A sweet surprise
An ultimate relief
Into a clear sunrise

Of death

A fragrance overpowering
All senses and thought.
This falling or arising,
An unburdening long sought

Into death

Where waiting is over
An end of parting
The only uniting
In this so called departing

Called death

With open arms
As I greet
What is long promised
At master's lotus feet! 


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